May 29
Companions of the Way (Evening)They heard the voice of the Lord God walking in the garden in the cool of the day.
THE heavens above are clear In splendour of the sapphire, cold as steel, No warm soft cloud floats over them, no tear Will fall on earth to tell us if they feel; But ere the pitiless day Dies into evening grey, Along the western line Rises a fiery sign That doth the glowing sky incarnadine.
DORA GREEN- WELL
RHYTHMIC LIFE